Says 1,000 words…


Thank you very much


Potential Future Thin Person

Yet another article — and another blog — that’s awesome about body acceptance. To reiterate, the name of my blog is all about where I am in regards to accepting my body as-is. I know I might get less fat, but science and heredity suggest I will always be larger than the accepted social standards for ideal weight. And that’s OK. I have someone to talk to you about a little later that’s germane to this point.

Potential Future Thin Person.

A missive from the He Man Woman Haters Club

I Heart Haters Well, well, well, what have we here? DH Kiefer. Some random guy with no background in exercise physiology. (He is a PhD candidate in Physics, but that’s a different field altogether.) For some reason, he has a serious need to bash women who do cardio. And by bash, he does it with tons of venom and contempt. It almost was enough to trigger some bad memories of an abusive old boyfriend or two; and those of my mom’s boyfriend who smacked me around for years before he finally smacked my mom around and convinced her to show him the door. His essay, Why Women Shouldn’t Run, is a polemic dripping with hatred of women, of women’s curves, of women who eat food and like it, and women who are big.

Seriously, if he really had some novel insights into why women shouldn’t do cardio, he could have presented them without the venom. He would get taken a hell of a lot more seriously, especially by me. I wouldn’t be so frosted right now if not for the tone of the article. I noticed he did his homework, but I can’t help but think he’s misread a lot of studies or twisted them to suit his needs and enrich his consulting/personal trainer business. The scientific consensus has continuously validated the health benefits of cardio for both genders, but the scientific consensus has also found that it is exceedingly hard to LOSE WEIGHT through cardio, especially for women. I don’t exercise to lose weight, I exercise to be healthier. It is the curse of humanity that our bodies defend weight jealously, because evolution has selected people with thrifty metabolisms who can survive famines.

I advise that those who have undergone a lot of interpersonal verbal abuse stay away from the article because it might be a trigger. However, res ipsa loquitur. (It speaks for itself.) If he hates seeing curvy women in the gym so much, maybe he should move to West Hollywood, CA and patronize some of the fine fitness establishments there. Many tend to be men-only, not by policy of course, but by the fact that the clientele is self-selecting.

Slowly but surely, progress is being made.

Yesterday I did an orientation class at a local Crossfit studio. I have 10 classes at Golden State Crossfit North in Sherman Oaks, which hopefully will bridge me up until the new gym in Panorama City, Universal Fitness, opens. Universal promises to have their own Crossfit program amongst the amenities there, which will be very cool for me.

Crossfit is very, very intense…and we only really did 10 minutes of it. But it kicked my ass. I am not able to sustain a running pace…part of the mini-WOD (Workout of the Day) we did required running 200 meters. I maybe was able to do a 100 meter dash the first round but I found myself having to walk on the way back during the first round, then walking that distance the other two rounds I did. We also swung kettlebells around. I have kettlebells, but easily the one I was using was twice as heavy as the ones I have at home.

So yeah, lots of work to be done. This is the next level. Looking forward to the Fundamentals classes.

Looked in the mirror today to assess myself. I can see progress now. It’s like looking at a statue emerging from a block of raw stone…my calves look pretty good, my thighs, butt and belly not so much. Still, the fact that it’s visible to me makes me very happy. At the Doc last week they weighed me and I was down four pounds from the last weigh-in. OK, my scale weight is oscillating in a range of 4 pounds or so. It doesn’t make much difference though…I may disappoint myself from time to time but progress is being made.

Image by Michelle Klein-Hass, taken at Art Of Fit I, Titmouse Studios, Hollywood, CA, US

A year’s worth of progress — no foolin’.

From time to time, particularly when I hit a scale weight plateau but other times when maybe I’m sick or maybe I’m down on myself, I forget where I was a year ago at this time.

Now that I am getting close to the first anniversary of this very gradual and very cautious fitness journey, I can look back on a whole year and see incredible progress.

A Year Of Work: Medians

In April, 2012, my median walk was less than a mile. In March, 2013, my median walk is now almost 2.6 miles.

A Year Of Work: Monthly mileage

In April, 2012, my total mileage for the month was less than 30 miles. In March, 2013, my total mileage for the month was a hair shy of 90 miles. In April, 2012, I was over 200 pounds. In March 2013, I am sneaking up on 189 pounds, and losing. I have a belt I bought in May of last year that I had to use on the first notch. Now I need to use the 5th and last notch to buckle the belt, and pretty soon I am gong to have to make more holes. I have one pair of “skinny pants” that I can’t fit into yet: those were given to me by a neighbor who had gained and could not wear anymore. She thought they might fit me. Soon, I hope. The rest of my pants are fat pants I have to belt up to prevent a “wardrobe malfunction.”

Most importantly, I feel the strongest and healthiest I have ever felt in my life. This includes my childhood and young adulthood. It’s awesome.

It’s been a while since I posted

Anyway, my battles with scale weight continue. My scale weight is going back up again, and it’s not like I’m binge eating or slacking off on my walking. The one thing that has changed is the fact that I’m sort of once bitten, twice shy regarding weight training. I had one session with a trainer at the Y and basically shredded my neck and shoulders. And I don’t mean that in the good sense of shredding. It took me about 2 weeks to not be in pain after that session.

I feel myself losing muscle, and I suspect that’s screwing with my metabolism. I need to ease back into weight training, but I need to not injure myself in the process. I will be attempting to get back into it with some videos, dumbbells and kettlebells. I’m also going to do another big walk on Sunday.

One other thing: I’ve got a Fitbit now and will be doing comparisons between it and the GPS watch. One good thing about Fitbit: I can use it indoors as well as outdoors.